No matter how brave these Legion Rangers used to be and how tacit their cooperation was - in the eyes of the black haired wizard, they are only dozens of puppets controlled by the power of nothingness.
Even the most powerful puppets can not have their incomparable tacit cooperation. What is left is only the remaining fighting will and the mechanical and slow skeleton.
And puppets are not worth being feared!
"Dang --!"
The gray blue sword awned across an arc in the air, and the long halberd of the "guard" broke in response to the percussion sound!
The guard who lost his weapon instinctively threw away the halberd, raised the shield and stretched his right hand to the hilt at his waist; But at that moment, the black haired wizard who broke the shield grabbed the handle of the sword with both hands, and with the momentum of cutting gold and iron, he turned his hand and struck a sword!
"Bang!"
The guard's head broke in response.
Loren dodged and avoided the chopping of the Tomahawk. At the same time, the bright silver in his hand had been raised; The footsteps turned, the gray blue flame crossed a circular arc in the air, and the Tomahawk who rushed up was instantly cut off!
Kick open the enemy's bones to block the stabbing halberd. The black haired wizard hit back and cut off the flying shotgun. The passing sword only left a residual shadow
Then beheaded with a sword!
From the beginning to the end, they fought like clouds and flowing water, but they still couldn't hide the fact that they were surrounded by the enemy.
But what Lauren really cares about is the deeper part of the king's city.
I don't know why he always has a strong premonition that something may happen if he drags on like this.
"Dang --!"
The long sword swung away the rusty shotgun, and the cold sweaty gray pupil boy stood behind the black haired wizard again, steadfastly blocking all the enemies from behind for him.
There was no mistake.
The two men raised their swords slowly back to back, but their swords were not protected in their chest, but stretched straight ahead.
The next second, two people raise their hands almost at the same time!
"Dang!"
The sparks burst in mid air, and the black haired wizard almost jumped on the two handed swordsman who had jumped in place without dodging - at the moment of the sharp blade collision, the sword in the gray pupil's hand blocked the roaring gun.
Feeling the pain from his wrist, the ferocious Lucian has waved his second sword. The cold blade has no stagnation and stabbed the Tomahawk who is coming.
"Poof --!"
Suddenly, the voice came to an end. The gray blue sword cut the Tomahawk's waist, and Lucian's long sword pierced the swordsman's cheek.
The flowing time seems to stagnate a little at this moment.
The hands holding the handle of the sword seemed to tremble slightly because of excessive excitement, but there was no fear in Lucian's silver gray pupils.
In that indifferent expression, there was a threat like a hunter.
At the end of a round of attack, bones and scattered armor and blades were everywhere; The surrounding enemies dispersed and regrouped again, mechanically arranged into a new formation.
It's like some kind of... String puppet.
Seeing the enemies around approaching again, the expressionless black haired wizard slightly raised the corners of his mouth:
"Lucian?"
"Lord Loren?" the grey pupil asked tentatively.
"It's the next round." in a relaxed tone, Lauren seemed to say what to eat tonight:
"Next round, we'll finish them."
With a cold face, Lucian raised his sword, and under the tip of his dark blue hair were a pair of murderous eyes:
"Yes."
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Desperately shaking his head, the faint Isaac carefully climbed out from behind the stone carving, looked at the scattered bone shelves and all kinds of weapons and armor in the hall, and swallowed his saliva:
"Well... Are we safe now - because I really don't want to know a second guy like a white beard!"
With a slight smile, some tired Loren shrugged his shoulders and looked at the Dragon Tower far away from the "top of the mountain". The answer is self-evident.
If, as I speculated, countless people have set foot in niederhogg and have been left here since the lost millennium ago
I'm afraid they still have a "long" way to go.
Marchers going north, wizards looking for lost relics, church knights and devout priests on the road of redemption... Maybe they never thought this would be their end when they came here.
These unsung heroes who disappeared into "history" without leaving their names are the enemies they are about to face.
Defeat them so that they can continue their unfinished Road, just like the rangers who have just died.
It's really... Inexplicably sad. Loren couldn't help laughing at himself.
Isaac seemed to notice something, raised his eyebrows and looked over: "what's your expression?"
"Nothing, just a sigh." tired sigh, put away the bright silver, Lauren glanced at the gray pupil boy. Just about to speak, he stopped at his mouth and looked suddenly dignified.
Half kneeling on the ground, Lucian looked nervous, as if he were desperately looking for something.
"What's the matter?"
"Just suddenly remembered that if there were two squadrons, there was one less person here." the grey pupil boy frowned: "the trumpeter, the trumpeter in charge of command is not here!"
Bugler?
"Woo - - - -!!"
At the moment they were stunned, a melodious and heavy horn suddenly sounded from a distance, echoing like a heavy thunder over the King City for a long time!
The next moment, their expressions suddenly changed! He looked in the direction of the King City almost at the same time.
The sight was still pure white, but the hall under my feet began to shake violently. The continuous sound seemed to come from all directions, and even the elevated corridor behind me began to crumble!
"What's the situation?"
Isaac almost hid behind the grey pupil boy for the first time, grabbed his clothes and didn't let go: "isn't it the same as last time?"
"No, this horn..." the pale Lucian looked a little stiff and murmured to answer a arrogant question:
"It's the assembly number of the Legion. They're coming towards us!"
"What?!"
At a loss, the pale two looked at the black haired wizard beside them almost at the same time; Similarly stunned, Loren almost forced himself to be calm and looked at the King City in the distance in the continuous loud noise and vibration:
"Isaac, is there a way ahead?"
"Should, should there be?" at this moment, the nervous Isaac was a little unsure: "there will be a spiral tower after entering from the main gate, which can let us directly reach the top floor of the King City - if Logan didn't lie!"
"What are you waiting for?" Lauren pulled out the bright silver again, and the gray blue sword pierced the sky:
"Break through -!"
Just when the three were ready, the light from the corner of the dark haired wizard's eyes suddenly caught a glimpse of a campfire that had been burned out for decades.
Then he did a very puzzling thing under the eyes of the other two people - turned and walked over and lit the campfire with a "Turin fire" of "pa!".
At the next moment, the black haired wizard picked up a rusty Epee from the ground and put it in the middle of the campfire.
Very good, perfect!
The smiling dark haired wizard looked at the campfire,
"What are you... Doing?"
The stunned Isaac and the grey pupil boy looked at each other, and their expressions were very puzzling.
"Nothing, it's a very old ceremony." the serious black haired wizard looked at the two people standing there:
"Considering the enemy we will face next, I suddenly feel it necessary to do so!"
"..." Lucian.
Just a moment later, the continuous noise has come to our faces, and more than a dozen "guards" have waved all kinds of weapons to attack the front door!
The grey pupil boy's face was cold. He carried Isaac who had not yet understood the situation behind him. The long sword out of the scabbard had penetrated the head of the first enemy!
Almost at the same time, the gray and blue shadow passed by and tore the attack queue directly from the center.
Breakthrough begins -!!!!